tinatrim
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This year, Forry and i had decided not to have a holiday, just mess around at weekends instead until my elder brother phoned asking us to join him in a cottage in Normandy. I haven't seen him for a few years so it was agreed. I'd been promising to take my boys to France for awhile now so this seemed the perfect place to take them too. The question was, do you take kids on your bikes??? Took me sometime to work this one out but decided that yes was the answer.
We geared up and set off, heading for Hayling Island where my younger brother put us up for the night before catching the ferry from Portsmouth to LeHarve the next day.
We travelled 1hr at a time to allow the boys a brake from the bikes, avoiding the motorways so it wasnt so boring for them, plus they had only been on the back once prior to this trip. Forry had made a rear seat to fit his bike and we bought two dorky top boxes with back rests to stop them toppling out of the back door!!! This was especially needed for Joey, my youngest as he tended to fly like a kite over 76mph!!!!
Stopped at Bridgenorth for their famous fry ups known to many bikers. The boys were enjoying themselves so much i had to restrain them at Stow On The Wold to keep alittle order in the group
Once order restored, we headed on stopping at some old friends of mine in Winchester then on to Hayling Island for a good nights kip ready for the ferry the following day.
Up bright and early to a breakfast made by my sister in law- thanks- then time to catch the ferry at 10:15, arriving minutes before my brother and girlfiend Tony and Karen. As we waited in the sunshine, Tony very proudly shows everyone- including all those at the ferry dock- how loud his stereo can play plus the numerous amounts of gadets the Goldwing has
. This was made even more embarressing as Forry realised there was another UKGSer in the queue
. Must admit it was good!!!
Once on board, we watched the Royal Navy ships pass as we headed out of Portsmouth. Im sure alot of you could name these beasts but i cant...sorry.
Can name this beast though
I was glad we had a cabin as i got seasick, having to lie down for most of the journey. Great to contain the kids in too
. Once off ferry and in LeHarve, Tony took the lead but we ended up in a place familiar to me when i first went solo to Geneve, passing the same run down petrol station
Finally got back on track to the road heading to Port Normande, a bridge i'd been dying to take the kids on plus its the gateway to France for me. We headed for Courson where the cottage is near St-Sever-Calvados, Vire. Stopped for some dinner, King Kebab, Tony and Forry's food
, but time was getting on now so hit the motorways to kill the miles. The rest of the journey, i must admit, was pushing it for the kids as it took along time plus it got dark. I had to keep poking my passenger to keep him awake
.
Once at the cottage, we walked into beautiful accomodation with a welcoming fruit bowl and bottle of wine
In the morning, I set Forry on his duties
Whilst Joey set up the playstation
Aired the beds
and Forry's ever watchful bike stood guard
We geared up and set off, heading for Hayling Island where my younger brother put us up for the night before catching the ferry from Portsmouth to LeHarve the next day.
We travelled 1hr at a time to allow the boys a brake from the bikes, avoiding the motorways so it wasnt so boring for them, plus they had only been on the back once prior to this trip. Forry had made a rear seat to fit his bike and we bought two dorky top boxes with back rests to stop them toppling out of the back door!!! This was especially needed for Joey, my youngest as he tended to fly like a kite over 76mph!!!!
Stopped at Bridgenorth for their famous fry ups known to many bikers. The boys were enjoying themselves so much i had to restrain them at Stow On The Wold to keep alittle order in the group
Once order restored, we headed on stopping at some old friends of mine in Winchester then on to Hayling Island for a good nights kip ready for the ferry the following day.
Up bright and early to a breakfast made by my sister in law- thanks- then time to catch the ferry at 10:15, arriving minutes before my brother and girlfiend Tony and Karen. As we waited in the sunshine, Tony very proudly shows everyone- including all those at the ferry dock- how loud his stereo can play plus the numerous amounts of gadets the Goldwing has
. This was made even more embarressing as Forry realised there was another UKGSer in the queue
. Must admit it was good!!!
Once on board, we watched the Royal Navy ships pass as we headed out of Portsmouth. Im sure alot of you could name these beasts but i cant...sorry.
Can name this beast though
I was glad we had a cabin as i got seasick, having to lie down for most of the journey. Great to contain the kids in too
Finally got back on track to the road heading to Port Normande, a bridge i'd been dying to take the kids on plus its the gateway to France for me. We headed for Courson where the cottage is near St-Sever-Calvados, Vire. Stopped for some dinner, King Kebab, Tony and Forry's food
, but time was getting on now so hit the motorways to kill the miles. The rest of the journey, i must admit, was pushing it for the kids as it took along time plus it got dark. I had to keep poking my passenger to keep him awake
.Once at the cottage, we walked into beautiful accomodation with a welcoming fruit bowl and bottle of wine
In the morning, I set Forry on his duties
Whilst Joey set up the playstation
Aired the beds
and Forry's ever watchful bike stood guard







